I am not the one writing today, but I am honored to introduce the guy that is. I met Justin as a co-Boys & Girls Club worker earlier this year and have received constant uplifiting and encouraging words from him. I am thrilled for you to have a look into the mind of a person I can call a friend. I know this post will find us all well in a season of confusion and anxiety. Read it. Get it. Hope for more.
I have to admit that I wasn’t really that keen on saying “yes” when asked to write for this blog. You see, as much as I may put off a front of being an extrovert, putting my thoughts out there really isn’t the most comfortable thing for me. That being said, here we go!
Election day is just one excruciating, short week away. In that time, a few million votes will be cast, states will be painted a certain color on a map, pundits will celebrate or lament, and at the end of the day (in theory), we will have elected a new leader of the free world.
I grew up with a love of the democratic process. I was class vice president in 4th grade and even helped draft a class constitution. From then on, I volunteered for campaigns when I could, plastered the latest campaign posts all over my social media, stayed up late on election night, and argued with everyone who disagreed with me. I was a political junkie – an d I couldn’t get enough.
But it wasn’t just an excitement. There was a time where I found all kinds of fulfillment and satisfaction in the results of an election. I was more excited after a candidate that I supported won than I was over just about anything else going on in my life at the time. I grieved more over their losses than I ever should have.
You see, I put my trust in the political system. And I put my faith in the elected leadership of my community and of our nation. But as I have come to know the Lord and grow in my walk with him, I’ve learned that that faith is ill-placed, and that that satisfaction is fleeting.
The Psalmist writes: Put not your trust in princes, in a son of man, in whom there is no salvation. When his breath departs, he returns to the earth; on that very day his plans perish.
Not, “Put not your trust in members of the democratic party,” and not “When his breath departs, his plan for American supremacy lives forever…” but simply put not your trust in princes…. This was a key truth that I was missing for so many years! My trust was in elected leaders. My security and safety was based on them.
Friends, we have been richly blessed to live in America – this much is true. But we cannot allow our citizenship as Americans to be more of an identity giver for us than our citizenship in the kingdom of God. The former is temporary and will have no significance in eternity. The latter is permanent and has every significance.
In this crazy, backwards election I have been reminded that my hope comes from the Lord, not from the White House. I have been reminded to fix my eyes to Zion, not Washington DC. I have been reminded to pray and seek the Lord, rather than looking over polling data.
And most importantly? I have been reminded that no matter what the headlines say on November 9, My Jesus is on the throne. That’s a fact I can rest in.
For here we have no lasting city, but we seek the city that is to come. Hebrews 13:14
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